Han Yiming suddenly felt that tonight was his last battle with Pingbo! Even though Pingbo was not here, he could not come back immediately, which was also the end of their grudges!

Pingbo tried his best to deal with this magic circle. This magic circle not only contained the hard work and cultivation of the masters of Wanxu Temple throughout the ages, but also the spiritual power he brought from the Xuanmen of Wanfa. This time, he didn't know where to fight to find a successful spiritual snake to guard it. He was already prepared to come here to destroy the magic circle.

Han Yiming could not see the situation of Wanxu Temple at this time, but he knew that most of the Wanxu Temple had been destroyed!

Xiaoguai came to help, and also came to get rid of the powerful enemy spirit snakes on the way to the Lord of the East! They will definitely have a fight! The result is that its battle with the spirit snake killed most of the disciples of Wanxu Temple in their sleep! Just as Qinglong and Kui Zun fought to destroy Lingshan, the disciples of Wanxu Temple tonight also suffered a catastrophe!

Does the Lord of the East have to be a dragon? In the past, Han Yiming believed that it must be a dragon, and Xiaoguai was a fish and dragon, and at least it was a dragon, so it was justified to become the Lord of the East. But the moment he saw the spirit snake, he knew that this was Xiaoguai's strong enemy, and Han Yiming knew that Xiaoguai might not be able to defeat him.

Although he hoped that the spirit snake would be defeated by Xiaoguai, it was actually that the spirit snake would be defeated by the spirit snake. If Wuming had not suddenly appeared in the sword and killed the spirit snake, Xiaoguai would have died.

Wuming today is completely different from Wuming that he is used to. Wuming, who has seen him in the past, is strong but has no knowledge, and does not even listen to people's words. He has a hair and a robe in the wind. Wuming who has seen him now is a master of enlightenment, except for his similar appearance!

He came and went like the wind, had a very high cultivation level, and he took action quickly! Huang Songtao's vision was indeed unusual, but it was a pity that such a powerful Wuming had no chance to be with him. The only one who was destined to be with him was the ignorant Song Feng!

Huang Songtao’s fate with Wuming was only to bring him in and protect him from living in the sect for a while, so even if he lives to this day, he will not see Wuming today’s powerful!

Han Yiming suddenly thought that his fate with Lingshan might end tonight. He had already understood that he was like Ding Wu as the guardian of Lingshan, but the difference was that Ding Wu was waiting for his growth and wanted to hand over Lingshan to himself smoothly. He was the gentle leader and had no extravagant expectations for Lingshan. He was the force of Lingshan. He came to Lingshan to survive with his surviving senior brothers and sisters. Now the stars have grown up, and Lingshan can be handed over to his shoulders.

Now that Lingshan has grown, the fate with Lingshan may be about to come to an end.

Han Yiming looked at the cinnabar magic array, and suddenly a ball of spiritual power appeared in front of him, flashing gently, and a red light flashed from the spiritual power, and the red light flashed lightly and darkly. He actually felt that a heart was beating gently in the spiritual light.

He looked around and said, Xingchen could not come, didn’t Pingbo come back? Are they hostile?

Han Yiming suddenly felt relaxed, a briskness that he had never experienced since entering Lingshan. He looked at the wound on his hand, and it was still painful, but he walked straight towards the flashing light of the spirit.

He took a step and his whole body was already in a state of severe pain. Countless red lights pierced at him from all directions. He could feel every red light pricking on his body. Without looking at it, he knew that the red light penetrated his body and pierced countless holes.

His feet were still heavy, and he had to use so much strength to take a step. After a few steps, Han Yiming's heart was stabbed by a red light. He had already lost the spiritual shield made of the little dragon scales, so the spiritual light pierced straight into his chest. Han Yiming was extremely careful. He could dodge the red light that pierced into his eyes, but could not dodge the red light that pierced towards his heart. With a slight move, other characters shot out red light, and still came to his chest. He could not dodge.

He could hold on to the point where he was stabbed, but Han Yiming's heart was so stinging that his feet became soft and he almost couldn't stand.

Suddenly, a strange man said in a voice: "Silly boy, don't you want to die by yourself?" Han Yiming couldn't recognize this voice, but he also knew that he was one of the leaders of Wanxu Temple, but he was still not Pingbo.

The man continued to say, "Go back, don't leave again." Han Yiming looked forward. Ruxin was still not clear, but the pain on his body was so real.

The man said again: "If you want to pass through this magic circle, you have to hand over your life."

This is a warning left by the former head of Wanxu Temple who built the magic circle! Although Han Yiming knew that the man's voice was not just for dissuading him, no matter who came to this point, he would hear this voice. But when he heard this result, he was still shocked.

Suddenly another man's voice said, "You can get what you want by walking inside."

Han Yiming also didn't recognize this voice, but he knew that this was another head of Wanxu Temple. Han Yiming looked at the characters around him. These characters were from the hands of the leaders of all generations, and each of them was their hard work. Even if they were far inferior to Xingchen, he should not underestimate them!

If it were on weekdays, Han Yiming would definitely retreat, but at this time he had to move forward! He must take Ruxin back to Lingshan!

He first glanced at the characters around him, and his eyes were everywhere, and the characters flashed. Only then did he see that the red light was different, some were bright, and some were dim.

Han Yiming suddenly understood that many characters were written by multiple heads, and each head wrote differently! He immediately understood that the heads of Wanxu Temple had different cultivation levels in previous dynasties, and the characters they wrote would not be the same. The heads with high cultivation would naturally write important parts of the magic array and use their own spiritual power to protect the magic array, making the magic array stronger; while the heads with low cultivation would write less important parts of the magic array!

Suddenly, I heard Xingchen's voice say: "Those who have high cultivation level will repair the lower cultivation level and try their best to make the magic array form one."

He said this and became silent. Han Yiming asked him what was going on, but he never answered again.

Han Yiming knew that Xingchen suddenly made a sound and pointed his advice, and thought about his advice in his heart again, thinking about it, "He is telling me that although this magic array is formed, it is strong and weak. I should go to the weak place. So, is the color of their strength different?"

Previously, he saw that some characters in the cinnabar array were dim and some characters were bright. After looking at it with the guidance of stars, the dim characters became dim and the brighter characters became brighter.

Han Yiming calmed down and looked at the wounds on his body first. At this time, he also saw that the wounds were of different sizes. Some of the wounds were obviously more severe. The blood spread out on their clothes, while others were just a trace of blood.

He reached out his hand, and several red lights pierced again, forming scars on his palms and arms. This time, Han Yiming saw clearly that the scars left by the dim red light were indeed much smaller than the bright red light.
Chapter completed!